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Marcus Ginger took the children in and I knew she was going to put them to bed because clearly they had eaten. I looked at my phone. I answered the call and tried to compose myself. I honestly did not want to speak to anyone from the human side at the moment. The guy had promised to call me at a time I was less angry and he had kept that promise, only that his call had somehow disrupted my peace and maybe made me a bit annoyed. "Hello," I said, and the man responded happily. "Renfield, it is good to hear from you. I am sure you did not expect me to call so soon." He said, and I pretended to agree. "Why did you dump your car in town. We thought you were still around," he said, confirming my suspicions. "You know why and I do not appreciate the ISA trying to keep tabs on me," I said point-blank. "You can't hate the boys for trying," he said, giggling, and I found it offensive. Mason raised an eyebrow in question, and I shook my head to tell him it was okay. Gwen, on the other hand
Mason If it were not for Timber, they would have gotten us and our children. The children had escaped narrowly. I knew Marcus would blame himself for this. Gwen was a complete mess, her nerves were all over the place, and it wasn't because she was afraid of the humans, it was because of the shock that they would have gotten our children and her siblings. Gwen was still shaking when we heard the helicopter and the sirens. "You have been surrounded!" we heard from the gramophone coming from the chopper. We did not bother. We were making sure all traces of children being in the house was erased. Thank god the kappas always cleaned up after the children, there wasn't any evidence left to point to the fact that children were in the building. "All clear?" Mason asked, and I nodded. "Gwen," I said, and she looked at me wide-eyed, and a bit relaxed. "Are you okay?" I asked her, and she nodded. "I am sorry, Gwen," Marcus apologised. "It is not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this,"
Marcus Mason had just started a war without knowing it, and I couldn't blame him. As we ran through the woods back to our territory, Gwen's pain increased. Something must be wrong. I watched Adrian push through the woods, and I followed behind. The humans had stopped chasing. Ingrid had come through for us. She had taken responsibility for our covert mission. I owed her one. If she hadn't said we entered the human territory with her knowledge, they would have been able to count it as an offence and use it against us. I hated Richards for his sneaky behaviour. There was no way he was going to get that meeting now. One thing was certain. We needed armour and weapons. We were definitely going to war. I guess Mason knew that was why he threw caution to the wind. I felt horrible because all this was my fault. I shouldn't have answered Richards' damn call. Because of this. I was going to increase the security at our borders. The entire territory needed to come together to prepare for thi
Mason We arrived at the willows pack. I guess they had communicated about our arrival because they were waiting. Delan was there red-eyed and afraid. He had other children, but Gwen was his daughter. I watched as they carried her out of the ambulance into their hospital. It had more equipment than mine but not as equipped as the hospital in Marcus' pack, but this was where the specialists we needed were. "What happened?" Delan asked. "The humans double-crossed us. They traced their call to me. We were able to get Ginger and the children to safety, but we were not able to leave. They arrested us and injected pure silver into Gwen through the cuffs," Marcus explained, and he gasped. We followed the doctors and watched as they hooked her up to machines while they took blood samples from her. Marcus and I watched through the glass window, and all I could do was hope. How could they do this to me? I promised to make the secretary of defence go through unimaginable pain. I will make sure
Gwen I felt tired. I had been awake for thirty minutes, and the doctor had done some series of tests asking me various questions. Her countenance changed when she finished, and I wondered why. She was about to leave when I called out to her. "Is everything alright?" I asked her. My voice was weak and raspy, but she heard me. "Everything is fine, Luna. The silver is out of your system," she said, and I smiled at her. I knew Isabelle when she was a trainee. I was glad she made it. My condition must have been dire for Marcus and Mason to bring me to Willow. I was glad they did. That thing felt like liquid fire in my veins. I could not speak, and my ability to link another wolf was shut down completely. They intended to kill me with it. The moment the cuffs were clamped on my wrists, I felt the pain. It pierced my skin deeply, and I wondered why they would do that to me. It was obvious they did not use the same cuffs on my men. It was deliberate. It didn't start to burn until we we
Gwen Michael, Keith and Ingrid entered my room later. Micheal smiled at me, but I could not smile back. I felt ashamed. I felt belittled. The thought that I would need help getting around broke me. I hated being dependent, and I hated being a liability, but the ISA had made my nightmares a reality. All my life, I had trained and disciplined myself to defend myself and others, to be stronger and to be enough. I hated it and never listened when asked to back down. I always ignored orders because I wanted to help and prove myself. Now, look at me. Marcus never wanted me to do anything, to begin with, and with what the humans have done, I will have no choice but to obey when they ask me to hide or stand down. I won't be able to fight or do things I love doing. It would have been better to never have legs than for it to be taken from me like this. I held my tears, not wanting to break down in their presence. Ingrid looked uncomfortable, but she didn't need to. She was the one that got us
Mason. The medications given to Gwen had finally kicked in, and she slept off in my arms. Marcus and I gently excused her. We snuck out of bed and went to the alpha's office to talk. I noticed Marcus was still worried about the event he blamed himself for everything and it wasn't his fault Gwen wasn't mad at him she didn't blame him neither did I, but he blamed himself and looking at him I realised there was nothing we could do about it he would have to come to terms with the events and forgive himself. "That bastard," Marcus said, punching the wall. "what did we do to these humans? We never hurt them, we never tried to steal from them, we never broke the rules, we never tried to bully them even though we could. All we've ever done was keep the peace and uphold the treaty". Marcus looked at me with an angry scowl. His anger was palpable, and so was mine. I could not console him because we were on the same page. " Secretary Richards, the ISA and the entire human settlement will pay
Gwen Marcus and Mason led me outside, where they took off their clothes and shifted too. Although I was sad about my legs, I was relieved that nothing had happened to Leah. I was afraid of finding out the worst, and I hesitated before shifting. I stood and looked around through Leah's eyes, and it dawned on me that I would only be independent in this form henceforth. My heart was broken, but I was glad to be alive and still have my children and my mates. I wondered how my wolf survived the silver damage. " You did not linger in wolf form during the poisoning. I had a little silver in my system, but because you shifted back to our human form, The silver went through your human body instead," she explained at it made a lot of sense. I was grateful to my mates for their quick thinking, most especially Mason, who quickly sensed something was off with me. Marcus knew, but he didn't address it because of my stubbornness. He must have thought I would be defiant and refuse his help which I a